No man thinks there is much ado about nothing when the ado is about himself.
ANTHONY TROLLOPEOne can only pour out of a jug that which is in it.
More Anthony Trollope Quotes
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Considering how much we are all given to discuss the characters of others, and discuss them often not in the strictest spirit of charity.
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Men and not measures are, no doubt, the very life of politics. But then it is not the fashion to say so in public places.
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And though it is much to be a nobleman, it is more to be a gentleman.
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Those who have courage to love should have courage to suffer.
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The secrets of the world are very marvellous, but they are not themselves half so wonderful as the way in which they become known to the world.
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Till we can become divine, we must be content to be human, lest in our hurry for change we sink to something lower.
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Of Dickens’ style it is impossible to speak in praise. It is jerky, ungrammatical, and created by himself in defiance of rules…
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The girl can look forward to little else than the chance of having a good man for her husband; a good man, or if her tastes lie in that direction, a rich man.
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It lasts when all other pleasures fade. It will support you when all other recreations are gone. It will last until your death. It will make your hours pleasant to you as long as you live.
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There are worse things than a lie… I have found… that it may be well to choose one sin in order that another may be shunned.
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A small dainty task, if it be really daily, will beat the labours of a spasmodic Hercules.
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We cannot bring ourselves to believe it possible that a foreigner should in any respect be wiser than ourselves.
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Of all the needs a book has the chief need is that it be readable.
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Travel with the same woman in a railway car for twelve hours, and you will have written her down in your own mind in quite other language than that of love.
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Rights and rules, which are bonds of iron to a little man, are packthread to a giant.
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